walk games stars roadside slices say
walking by the roadside
lost in a flag of stars
she used to think of ways to keep in touch
to settle for a small slice of his life
there was a time
she would have turned up coatless in winter
to the opening of an envelope
just to spend a few moments with him
disillusioned by his cruel games
she would prefer to do almost anything else now
say, even cleaning the kitchen pots and pans
